grrrr...
When it rains, it whores.
I called me mum and she tells me that Richard (aka Dick- the Xhusband thing) has once again summoned me to court over MY fuckin car that I didn't fight him for in the divorce. He has apparently sold it w/the title pending and is harassing me through the court to come sign it over.
I hadn't even heard about this since the first one- months and months ago, b/c my mother, besides having a life beyond being my personal pony express, didn't want to upset me with this. The fucker knows damn well that I do not reside in that town, much less with my parents, for fuck's sake. Really- I could avoid any fees or legalities by proving that alone- and he knows it. He was an attorney for 15 years and he knows it well. But I am getting this over with. I called the judge's office, the magistrate's office, and The Dick- just to ensure them all that i will make the trek to P-town, sign the goddamned paper, and be done with it. ***WHO CARES that it was MY car- that I bought? Fuck it. He has a brand new vehicle, thanks to his ninety-year-old daddy. That overgrown spoiled little fucker should be ashamed. Ohw ait- that would require a conscience! errr.
Anywho- I applied at Amazon. The next class they're training isn't 'til August, but that's not too long. Hope I get it. In the meantime my search continues.
The other thing...
It's been weird- not much said. Hell, what is there to say? Other than that, I'm kind of excited about the future. You know, there was a time- not very long ago, even, that I thought I would just fucking die without Richard; WTF?, right? I know! Now- I see him for what he is: a spoiled geriatric pesky, trifling, fuck-up who very nearly ruined my life permanently, and who is currently attaining his personal goal of picking up every STD in the AA/NA circuit of my hometown while tasting the aged pickled forbidden fruits of every single Barfly Betty he can get into the too-tight stonewashed jeans of... (THAT must be a challenge- offer her a Misty 100 and a shot, bam! You're in!)
hahaha.
Life is strange, indeed
When it rains, it whores.
I called me mum and she tells me that Richard (aka Dick- the Xhusband thing) has once again summoned me to court over MY fuckin car that I didn't fight him for in the divorce. He has apparently sold it w/the title pending and is harassing me through the court to come sign it over.
I hadn't even heard about this since the first one- months and months ago, b/c my mother, besides having a life beyond being my personal pony express, didn't want to upset me with this. The fucker knows damn well that I do not reside in that town, much less with my parents, for fuck's sake. Really- I could avoid any fees or legalities by proving that alone- and he knows it. He was an attorney for 15 years and he knows it well. But I am getting this over with. I called the judge's office, the magistrate's office, and The Dick- just to ensure them all that i will make the trek to P-town, sign the goddamned paper, and be done with it. ***WHO CARES that it was MY car- that I bought? Fuck it. He has a brand new vehicle, thanks to his ninety-year-old daddy. That overgrown spoiled little fucker should be ashamed. Ohw ait- that would require a conscience! errr.
Anywho- I applied at Amazon. The next class they're training isn't 'til August, but that's not too long. Hope I get it. In the meantime my search continues.
The other thing...
It's been weird- not much said. Hell, what is there to say? Other than that, I'm kind of excited about the future. You know, there was a time- not very long ago, even, that I thought I would just fucking die without Richard; WTF?, right? I know! Now- I see him for what he is: a spoiled geriatric pesky, trifling, fuck-up who very nearly ruined my life permanently, and who is currently attaining his personal goal of picking up every STD in the AA/NA circuit of my hometown while tasting the aged pickled forbidden fruits of every single Barfly Betty he can get into the too-tight stonewashed jeans of... (THAT must be a challenge- offer her a Misty 100 and a shot, bam! You're in!)
hahaha.
Life is strange, indeed
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Get some rest and ill talk to you soon. haha! Thats funny about that girl.